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Five fatal gunshots. Six years of Silence. What were her first words... After years of communicating with images and thinking through pictures, Alicia Berenson unable to house the feeling of depression any longer, took to inking down her thoughts and emotions on the thick white pages of the black diary given to her by her husband, Gabriel Berenson. She had it all- the love, the care, the concern, the attention, she had it all thanks to Gabriel. Everything she needed to feel welcomed and appreciated but still... There was more to it. Alicia a painter and her husband a well known fashion photographer who took to shooting semi-starved, semi-naked women in strange unflattering corners. They both worked together to build their marriage and career but actually, she was loosing her marriage.  ... Her lips pale, bloodless, they fluttered occasionally but formed no words, made no sounds. She answered no questions, she could not and would not speak. Nor did she speak when charged...

Heartbreak is a metaphor for intense emotional stress or pain one feels due to a great loss or deep longing. Unfortunately it is a common part of the human experience, and it really, really sucks. We've all been there at one point or the other in our lives and it's easier to say that we wish never to experience again. When a heartbreak gets extreme, it tends to create a sustained kind of stress which amounts to trauma that can be severe enough to leave an emotional imprint on an individual's psychophysical functioning and didactic enough to make them learn, grow stronger and move on. Though it will no doubt take a lot of time.  It is no fact to argue that there's obviously still a whole lot to discover about how and why we experience love and then comes heartbreak and most of the reasons researched for these are due to issues like; frequent arguments, poor communication, distance, infidelity, etc. But science has blessed us with some clues about why heartbre...

"I'll show her that you can't touch a tiger by its tail and get away with it" florence said.                            * * * Mr Oriaku had a business meeting in Ibadan and was away for a whole week leaving the two wives to take care of the house. Today Saturday morning the kids were home alone. Obinna was playing with his sister onyinye when the heard a loud scream from the backyard, " aaaahh my leg!! My leg ooo" they both ran to the scene to meet Chioma lying on the ground. Beside her was a big stone which showed she must have missed her steps. "Chioma?" Obinna bent to help her up when her younger sister Naomi came running out of the house, "heyy what did you do to my sister!?" She queried. "Nothing o, she fell down and we were trying to help her up". Surprisingly, Chioma totally denied this defence, she said that it was Obinna and onyinye that pushed her in the first place. "Aaahh, Chioma why are you be...

"I'm sorry Sir but that was the instruction from the boss"                     **** "But .. Hello, hello oo?" Charles had ended the call.  Charles was the supervisor of a government work that was assigned to Mr. Alex and his team but right now, for some unknown reason the contract had been shifted to another company after many years of trust and services. This wasn't good at all. Just two weeks ago Alex had lost his containers of constructing materials being shipped in from Germany. He sensed trouble but refused to say it out. If there was anything he valued more was the peace of God family and didn't want anything otherwise. But despite the efforts to hide it, Alex wasn't comfortable. Pacing around the room at night, lost in thoughts during a conversation even mispronunciation of words were now the modus operandi. His second wife noticed this and cared.  " My dear, what is happening with you and don't tell me nothi...

"So what am I supposed to do young woman! Kill myself!?, What exactly haven't I given you tell me, you ask for money every month end like you're into some kind of business yet you're just a mere house wife". Shocked at his words she raised her voice to speak but kept quiet and took position in akimbo, changing sides at intervals. "You better say something now" Alex kept shouting "What is it Alex!? Or what is not it, ah ah after all am I not your first wife? Who then should enjoy your wealth other than me!?... Small money you're shouting, oya beat me beat me ooo Alex beat me!!!" "Now I know you're possessed, there's something wrong with you" He pushed her aside and walked out. "Oh, are you leaving? Why not come and argue with me, shameless man!"  All along Grace had been standing by the door watching the whole drama and quite feeling sorry for Alex, on Florence noticing her just sighed and left. Mr. Al...

She had lost a lot including her parents and right now, Diana cared less of what happened next to her. Mum and Dad were gone in a ghastly motor accident and being the bread winner of the family, the responsibilities of her and the two younger girls rested on her shoulders. She needed help but who could she turn to? The only relative they ever knew, Uncle Tee filled with so much lust, demanded sexual appease from her before offering to help out. Diana left his presence that very day, vowing never to make an approach for help again.  Getting back home, she headed straight for the computer in her room meditating seriously that her application letter for the post of an Editor was acknowledged and accepted. In the hall way, she was halted by the sight of her siblings busy in the kitchen, she killed the first thought of going in and went to her room. The first notification that popped up on the computer was from "The City Watch Newspaper". Without further hesitation she...